Chapter 675: 285 He understood_2
Director Riva remained silent.
Yang Ming gradually restrained his smile and sat there lost in thought.
Given the current situation in the Milky Way, the information from the "Abyss" was no longer of reference value.
Yang Ming said, "The essence of this matter is that the great Emperor suddenly wanted to reclaim so power, right?"
"Hanton, summarizing this doesn’t have much aning," Director Riva said, "The Elder Council has repeatedly nominated you to enter the Emperor Star. I’ve always used the excuse that you are recovering to delay it, but if the Emperor ever asks why you’re not on the Emperor Star, there could be so trouble."
Yang Ming chuckled, a hint of light flickering in his eyes, "Director, the recent happenings on the Emperor Star are abnormal. I suggest that Supermodified people who feel discomfort towards the Emperor Star should leave."
"The Emperor Star will never be normal or abnormal. It will operate eternally, Hanton; this is an unshakable core principle," Director Riva reminded, unable to hold back adding, "I don’t have the authority over this matter, but I’ll try."
"I thank you on behalf of Catherine and the others, Director."
"Take good care of your injuries; avoiding the whirlpool is a wise choice. Later, please provide
with more proof of your recovery. Additionally," Director Riva said aningfully, "your background is too fake."
Yang Ming’s expression froze.
...
Emperor Star, the whirlpool.
What problems will arise in the center of the Sherman Empire?
In the seaside banquet hall at night, the wealthy and influential from the Luofeng Empire gathered.
Edwan was on the second-floor terrace, chatting with seven or eight representatives of multinational corporations about investnt prospects.
Yang Ming was eating and drinking in a corner, with four young female guards in small dresses standing in front of him.
They were pretty and slender, but their eyes were fierce, deterring any woman who wanted to approach Yang Ming for a chat.
—In fact, because of the advanced and mature costic surgery, as long as a girl wishes, her looks can be enhanced based on her unique features to beco beautiful. Many countries have laws that limit the extent of appearance adjustnts to no more than 5%~10%.
This was Princess Emilia’s guard team, temporarily assigned to protect Yang Ming.
Of course, their main duty was to guard Yang Ming’s waistband.
"Wow! Look who it is!"
An exaggerated voice sounded nearby, and Yang Ming grinned without looking up but then spewed a mouthful of drink when he looked up.
An energy tycoon with the classic Einstein-style hairstyle was wearing a sharp suit, holding a diamond-encrusted wine glass, adorned with ten bright tallic rings. The wrinkles on his old face had significantly lessened, and the chain made from the last row of elents on the periodic table on his neck, specially treated to be non-radioactive, almost blinded Yang Ming’s big eyes.
Yang Ming jokingly cursed, "My first officer, what the hell is this outfit?"
"Isn’t it extravagant?"
Kolev swayed his body to the beat and sat down beside Yang Ming amidst the amused expressions of the four maids.
"Life is pretty good now."
Yang Ming’s mouth twitched slightly, "I’m out there fighting for my life, and you’re enjoying life here. Are you still thinking I tricked you into coming here?"
"Of course," Kolev took a sip of wine, "Life hasn’t found new aning, just entered a new stage of enjoynt... I yearn for your lifestyle, my dear young nephew. I want to sail afar, to explore the customs of different planets."
Yang Ming said seriously, "I plan to take my wife’s ashes and genetic sequence plaque to enter eternal voyage at the edge of the Milky Way."
Kolev was montarily at a loss for words.
Yang Ming raised an eyebrow and asked, "How’s Mimili doing these days? Still pursuing her pirate dreams?"
"She’s recently expanded her fleet, got a five-hundred-ter Star Patrol Ship," Kolev frowned, "This is actually a bit dangerous; harmless pirates with only a few small broken ships beco thorns in the eyes of small nations when they have so fighting power since this really affects the safety of those small countries."
Yang Ming puzzled, "Is she saving money so quickly?"
"It was given by Lyu," Kolev sighed, "Mimili isn’t just helping
now; she’s also helping you intimidate so small countries, laying the groundwork for Luofeng to annex them."
Yang Ming: ...
He had seen Lyu’s report on this, but there were so many things that he hadn’t paid much attention to.
Yang Ming said, "If you don’t want Mimili involved, I can have Lyu stop supporting her."
Kolev imdiately shook his head, "No, no, this is good. With you watching her, Lyu helping, and Molly guarding her, I can be at ease."
"That’s good. Mimili has leadership qualities; she’s a rare talent."
"However, regarding her, there is indeed sothing I need your help with."
Kolev hooked his arm around Yang Ming’s neck and asked in a low voice, "Is my daughter beautiful?"
"She could be called the great beauty of the Galaxy."
"Molly told
that her tastes are a bit peculiar... This is a bit hard to say. Of course, I respect her, respect all of her, and can accept these, but I still hope you can advise her a bit."
Yang Ming muttered, "You finally realized it."
"You knew all along?"
"Rest assured, I haven’t made a move on my niece; you know I’m not lacking in won," Yang Ming hurriedly explained.
Kolev’s eyes were sharp with keen light, "Feeling guilty?"
"Not possible."
"Hmph, my daughter is so beautiful; it’s normal for you to have thoughts," Kolev said calmly, "But you’ve refused her several invitations, which also earns my respect."
Yang Ming asked, "Has she been dating?"
"She hasn’t," Kolev said, "She yearns for the strong, never giving a second glance to those intimidated by her power."
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